Broken || a. i.

Chapter 5: What's Yours?

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Ashton:

I climbed out of the car and said thank you to the driver. I had forgot his name already.

As expected, there were fans by the door. I walked along signing various scraps of paper and phone cases. I stepped in to take a few pictures as well. I got to the middle of the left side and something caught my eye- something familiar.

I jogged over to where I had seen the lines. I tried to ignore the teenage girls screaming in my ear. I found the scars but I couldn't see the beautiful face they were connected. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

She was gorgeous. She had long, curly brown hair to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a bright blue, I could get lost in their endless sea. And her skin was extremely fair. I noticed her heavy breathing and realised this must be the biggest moment of her life.

I tried to get a sound out but couldn't.

She sounded extremely calm when she said, "Hi." Her voice made me weak at the knees.

"H-hi," I stumbled. I hope she didn't notice. I took a deep breath and continued. "I wanna know why." I took her wrist and flipped it over with my old confidence.

"Come with me?" I asked. Say yes. Say yes. Say yes. I prayed.

She nodded. An put her finger up as of to say "One second."

I grabbed her wrist and said, "By the way what's your name?" That seemed like something important to know.

"Emily."

"I'm Ashton." I said. It was unnecessary. She chuckled.

"I know."

And then she disappeared into the crowd. I was scared. What if she didn't come back? Trying to keep my mind off of her leaving I signed autographs and took pictures. After what seemed like hours, she showed up with 2 girls. One with short black hair and another with thick dirty blonde hair.

"Can they come?" She pointed over her shoulder.

"Sure." The one with the black hair squealed.

"Can you guys hop the barricade?" I asked hopefully. I mean they were tiny. I didn't think they could do- before I knew it Emily was over the barricade and her friends were climbing.

"How did you... I mean..." I stuttered. It wasn't possible.

"Don't doubt me." She said with a smirk. Her friend with the dirty blonde hair snickered.

"What's so funny?" I was so confused.

"I'm Lindsey. And just... don't doubt her. This is Kate." She nodded to the girl dusting off her skirt.

"Hi!" Kate stuck out her hand. I shook it.

"Ashton! What the hell do you think you're doing?" I groaned. I didn't even think about Al, our head security guard.

He came over and began to pull Emily, Lindsey, and Kate away from me. He probably thought they were crazed fans when, actually, they were incredibly calm.

"No!" I yelled as he took them to a gap in the barricade. "They're with me." I took Emily's hand. She gasped and looked down. I smiled at her reaction.